Lyric Maintaining
Intro:
Gotta watch out for them critters
I get the party live Common Sense will get the party live huh (x4)
Verse 1:
I was born in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking zsa zsa zsa zsa
Catch knock my tape like beats (uh) I m fresh as fruits
You pussy MC it s you I rebuke repent
You burn up you got me bit I m coming as ebit
Got on big hoes at Freaknit frequently your telling me
Won and worn your rockets, so, he ain t put no scratch in my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in
Colors
Cause I want y all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin to the rear
But I can t get us all in free (what?) it s just another case of that
2
dollar MC
I rock the same clothes 3 days straight to you they wrinkled but to my
they
straight
Now I m straight are you straight? I m straight as long as I got beer
I thought about it jack, and now I m out of here
Hook:
"Maintain the rock"
I get the party live, Common Sense will get the party live, huh "Don t
stop
the rock" (X4)
Verse 2:
I need me some new socks, I need me some new drawers
I draws attention, like a letter to a sargent
Theres A Few Good MC s the wack I m giving code red
Slim say I got nobody but when they see me at the party they be like
"Go head, go head", cause I gots the cuts like Bobby, rappers are
dickheads
Choppin they demo, I do it like Big Red
My office hours are from 9 to 5, while you avoid the party I make it
live
The fellas nod and the chicks dance
While I m coolin in my jumpers and my big pants
I m as dope as PCP, MC s see me and start having flashbacks
I don t flash scratch, I gotta watch my back
Now a days blacks don t know how to act, besides Larry Fishburn
Charles Jug and Wesly Snipes, marks wanna test me because I test the
mics
I check em like sound, and like loose I m down
Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain
Hook (X4)
Verse 3:
I fall fresh apon the spirit, with the lyric that s overwhelming
And house more hoes then Spellman, worse unwelcome like James Johnston
My brains sponcering speech on the mic, I m like a Jackson
Rappers I m fondaling, they try to settle out of court
But I, could never be bought, what type of rebel eats pork?
I ll take the cat and never get caught, you wack together we fought
Cause I can t see my melons boxing if he s not boxin with em
I don t care who started it, I m gonna be apart of it
Regardless of the odds of how hard
It s been many times we was outnumbered and we still got with them
I got rhythm from some boogers and some foxes
But if I becomes a 10 then some brothers all some gin
And I got juice, and this niggas scared
I ll F your head up, like the L.A. 4, when I flow for cash I got for
broke
like Mel for Moore
Why should a male with a B8 get more then me?
When Rashid got an MC degree, and a doctorine in rockin shit I go to
docs
to get
A fishwish with cheese, I don t mix with MCs, cause I just don t like
the
mother____
But I m still maintaining
Hook
Gotta watch out for them critters
I get the party live Common Sense will get the party live huh (x4)
Verse 1:
I was born in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking zsa zsa zsa zsa
Catch knock my tape like beats (uh) I m fresh as fruits
You pussy MC it s you I rebuke repent
You burn up you got me bit I m coming as ebit
Got on big hoes at Freaknit frequently your telling me
Won and worn your rockets, so, he ain t put no scratch in my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in
Colors
Cause I want y all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin to the rear
But I can t get us all in free (what?) it s just another case of that
2
dollar MC
I rock the same clothes 3 days straight to you they wrinkled but to my
they
straight
Now I m straight are you straight? I m straight as long as I got beer
I thought about it jack, and now I m out of here
Hook:
"Maintain the rock"
I get the party live, Common Sense will get the party live, huh "Don t
stop
the rock" (X4)
Verse 2:
I need me some new socks, I need me some new drawers
I draws attention, like a letter to a sargent
Theres A Few Good MC s the wack I m giving code red
Slim say I got nobody but when they see me at the party they be like
"Go head, go head", cause I gots the cuts like Bobby, rappers are
dickheads
Choppin they demo, I do it like Big Red
My office hours are from 9 to 5, while you avoid the party I make it
live
The fellas nod and the chicks dance
While I m coolin in my jumpers and my big pants
I m as dope as PCP, MC s see me and start having flashbacks
I don t flash scratch, I gotta watch my back
Now a days blacks don t know how to act, besides Larry Fishburn
Charles Jug and Wesly Snipes, marks wanna test me because I test the
mics
I check em like sound, and like loose I m down
Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain
Hook (X4)
Verse 3:
I fall fresh apon the spirit, with the lyric that s overwhelming
And house more hoes then Spellman, worse unwelcome like James Johnston
My brains sponcering speech on the mic, I m like a Jackson
Rappers I m fondaling, they try to settle out of court
But I, could never be bought, what type of rebel eats pork?
I ll take the cat and never get caught, you wack together we fought
Cause I can t see my melons boxing if he s not boxin with em
I don t care who started it, I m gonna be apart of it
Regardless of the odds of how hard
It s been many times we was outnumbered and we still got with them
I got rhythm from some boogers and some foxes
But if I becomes a 10 then some brothers all some gin
And I got juice, and this niggas scared
I ll F your head up, like the L.A. 4, when I flow for cash I got for
broke
like Mel for Moore
Why should a male with a B8 get more then me?
When Rashid got an MC degree, and a doctorine in rockin shit I go to
docs
to get
A fishwish with cheese, I don t mix with MCs, cause I just don t like
the
mother____
But I m still maintaining
Hook
